Your Character's Name: Ursa



Good dog in my stomach, fire by my feet, warm bear at my back… Can life get any better than this? I lounge back even farther and the moon catches my eye.

The night sky is pretty clear, and I note that it’s a full moon. It’s times like these that I wish I could reach the sky. I’d pull down a star.

Suddenly, I realize that I think about my dad more. And Mother. Is that good or bad? They used to cross my mind once in a blue moon. Now I think about them at the most random times. Again, is that good or bad?

Neither, I decide. But it’s times like these that I wish he could reach the sky, pull down a star, and string it on a necklace for me.